Scott-Free Posted December 16, 2004 Report Posted December 16, 2004 She is the summer rain waits in it for you you'll gladly feel soaked to the bone eventually She is the fog waits in the distance for you You'll walk through her eventually She is the sun waits to see your shadow you'll feel her rays eventually She is my dark blanket a dormant depression inevitably
MuzikTyme Posted December 16, 2004 Report Posted December 16, 2004 Interesting writing. Very to-the-point and refreshing. Keep it up.
Mairi Posted December 28, 2004 Report Posted December 28, 2004 Scott-Free..........dude! you never told me you could write! wey hey write more!
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